Gemotions

The bustling marketplace was a cacophony of sounds and smells. Kai, avoiding eye contact and eager to escape the chaos, was looking for a quiet place to sit down. He felt… pliable, in a way. Like he could be molded and reshaped, but he just wanted to be still.

He found a secluded bench near a fountain. As he sat, a street musician began playing. The melody was familiar. He recognized the chords as the opening to "Forgotten Dreams." It was his song.

He leaned back, watching the water cascade. A wave of gentle resignation rolled over him. He just watched and listened. The world seemed to fade slightly.